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Soumia Mar 2021
Weird, isn't it?
We went from best friends, from being sisters to strangers!
All the lies that were spread by others and you believed it.

Strangers but yet seeing eachother every single day.
Does it hurt? It surely hurts me.
I never thought that our friendship would end, I thought that we'de be friends forever.

Be at each others wedding, seeing each others family grow and be there whenever we need each other.

We went trough so much together to be strangers for each other now!
was it worth it? Our friendship?
Juliana Mar 2021
A girl, I met when she was just a baby
A girl, who I am now just starting to see as more
A girl, who is strong, and smart, and opinionated
A girl, whose ability to become friends with anyone
will always perplex me.

A girl, who is my sister
A girl, I hardly know
A girl, who I’ve known the longest.

A girl, who never answers her texts
A girl, whose favorite color is grey,
or orange, or whichever color I find most
disgusting at the time.

A girl, who likes her hair up
A girl, who likes her sour sweets
A girl, whose sport means
the most to her.

A girl, who loves
A girl, who is loved
A girl, whom I miss dearly.
Inspired and In the Style of “Ode to My Father” by Denise Duhamel
Cindy Feb 2021
sunlight fell
glisten and gold
come snow;
bloom and bold

my cold hands…    
    she still holds.
m Jan 2021
***
the promise of heaven;
a notion I have ignored
until right now--
I'd give my entire life over
to an unknown god
in the hope of a sisterly reunion
eternally in the sky--
maybe i'll become a christian, maybe i'll become an alcoholic
Grace Jan 2021
If I could write a love song to myself,
My younger self,
Because it’s the most important relationship I’ll ever have,
I’d say

Dear Gracie,
I know you are in love with love,
But stay true to who you are.
Your heart is strong, gold, pure.
Don't let young boys break it.
The one meant for you is a long walk
down California’s golden coast,
But, beautiful girl,
He’s waiting for you patiently.
I don’t know what he is like,
I have not met him yet,
But, dearest Gracie,
I know he will make you laugh, and
He will hold you when you cry, and
He will name the shapes in the sky, and
He will pick you up when you fall down, and
He will make you feel like you can fly.

Dear Gracie,
Do not give up hope.
Darling, I know you are in love with love
So, love
Yourself.

If I could write a love song to my younger self,
I’d say,
Dear Gracie,
When you are sad,
Keep writing letters to your friends
To let them know you will always
Be there for them.
Oh Gracie,
When you cry
Keep writing poems
Because they give you life,
In the early hours of the morning after.
Oh Gracie,
When you are happy,
Grab all your friends
And run around in the sun.
Oh Gracie,
It is okay that you feel intensely,
It means that you love so deeply.
Oh Gracie,
It is okay if you do not want to look
At yourself in the mirror,
Know that you are surrounded by people
Who love your figure.
Oh Gracie,
In the shower
Sing at the top of your lungs
And it is okay if you don’t stop
To smell the flowers.
Oh Gracie,
Take all the pictures because someday
You will miss the way your friends
Smiled, and the way
that dinner tasted.

If I could write a love song to my younger self,
I’d say
Dear Gracie,
Keep writing your big dreams
On post-it notes,
And putting them up in your window.
Look in the mirror.
Smile, you are beautiful, darling,
I know you do not always feel it.
But you are.
Oh honey,
To me you always are.


Oh Gracie,
Be nice to your sister
Because someday
You will miss the way
She is so much funnier than you.
Oh Gracie,
My dearest, my darling, Gracie,
Be yourself because someday,
You will miss you too.

I I could write a love song to my younger self,
I’d say
Dear Gracie,
Please be yourself
Because no one else is like you.
Oh Gracie,
Please be yourself
Because I love you.
Oh Gracie,
Please be yourself
Because someday
(Hopefully before your blond hair turns white with speckles of grey,)
you will love yourself too.

If I could write a love song to my younger self,
I’d say,
Dear Gracie,
I love you.
You are right where you need to be.
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